Fortify the beautiful sky

Rub in the cigarette

The day is almost gone


Forever was just a sad song

The windows show no

smiling faces


However easy she said it could be

It was wrong; wrongly done


Where are they now?

When did you say it was

time to crawl out?

Show me the wire

you wrapped around

the place where death goes;

the place I buried myself

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